The Mutation of "Pain" and the Complete Digestion of the Potions

A few days later, in the Apartment Luther rented.

He lay alone on the bed in the room, his expression constantly changing, sometimes a contemptuous smile, sometimes a cold and cruel look in his eyes, and sometimes a dignified and ruthless expression.

His expression shifted constantly as he remained silent, toying with and examining the white bone in his hand.

Judging from its appearance, it is a human rib, with a smooth and glossy surface. However, once it touches the skin directly, it will cause intense pain, as if the whole body is being cut by invisible blades, just like his original Beyonder Item, "Pain".

The good stuff I finally got, I only used it once, and it mutated like this?

Luther found it hard to accept.

He recalled that his "Pain" dagger was first swallowed by Lanevus and then extracted from the corpse. During this process, the dagger may have undergone strange changes.

Moreover, this bone seemed somewhat familiar to Luther. He had a rib bitten off and swallowed by Lanevus back then. The bone in his hand now, in terms of both size and shape, seemed to fit his right rib perfectly.

In other words, his ribs and the "Pain" dagger were swallowed by Lanevus at the same time. Inside the belly of this strange being that was giving birth to the offspring of the Evil God's Offspring, they were decomposed, fused together, and then separated again, becoming a new Beyonder Item.

Is it even possible for something like this to happen?!

He thought incredulously.

But how should we use this bone?

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary human rib, with nothing special about it except that it can feel pain.

After a brief attempt, Luther discovered that his original "Charm Aura" and "Disease Aura" had both failed. As for his most important "Pain" ability, it seemed to be unusable as well. He tried smearing his ribs with blood, but the invisible aura did not materialize.

Has this item become useless?

Luther refused to believe that the fusion of his power, the Sequence 5 Beyonder Item, and the Evil God's Offspring would result in something utterly useless.

It's impossible even with your feet!

"If only the Queen were still here, she could look into it and figure it out quickly."

He thought with regret, "Wait, perhaps the Artisan of the Church of Steam could do it too. But if I bring something so suspicious to their door, they'll definitely find out."

Luther studied it for a while longer, but still couldn't figure out how to use the bone, so he had to put it away for the time being.

He closed his eyes and felt the changes within his body.

That night's battle brought him not only that touch of Divinity, but also gains in the realm of Potion —after killing Lanevus, his "Shadow Ascetic" Potion and "Rose Bishop" Potion were completely digested.

He didn't quite understand the specific reason, but he felt it might be related to the offspring of the True Creator.

During the "Acting" process, the higher the target's rank, the better the feedback from digestion. An Evil God's Offspring in his own Sequence was killed under the deception of Ms. M, and Destruction and corrupted by the Phantom Tide. The body that resided there, namely Lanevus, was also damaged and Distortion. Perhaps this had far exceeded his need for digestion.

Unfortunately, at that time, my Consciousness was blurred due to the Corrosion of Divinity, and I did not feel the specific moment of digestion.

Although digesting the two Potion alleviated his semi-mad state, the infused Divinity compensated for the deficiencies of his madness, giving him new symptoms of schizophrenia—it was truly a hellish joke.

So far, the only undigested Potion in Luther's body is the Sequence 5 "Shepherd" Potion. He hasn't thought about how to Acting the "Shepherd" role yet, although he has Grazing "Lamb" a few times, but the feedback from digestion is minimal.

However, before digesting the "Shepherd's " Potion...

"Brother, she's here."

Luther heard his sister's voice coming from downstairs.

He opened his eyes, got out of bed, and went to the living room on the first floor. A female guest was sitting on the sofa. She had brown curly hair draped over her shoulders, wore a well-fitting dark green dress and a wool shawl, and politely accepted the tea offered by her sister, saying thank you.

"Mr. Anderson!"

Upon seeing Luther, the languid lady instinctively stood up from the sofa. She had rushed over on time after receiving the letter the other party had entrusted to the driver to deliver the day before.

"Welcome, Miss Fors."

Luther Zedao.

He was about to say a few polite words when he suddenly became absent-minded, his eyes hardening as he snapped at her, "Stand up straight! What are you doing slouching like that!"

"Yes!"

Fors was startled and immediately tensed up, standing ramrod straight with her chest out and head held high!

She didn't know what had happened, but she dared not disobey Mr. Anderson's orders. He now had the air of Interrogator in a dark room, ready to whip her at any moment.

"Ahem. Excuse me, please sit down, you don't need to stand so straight."

Luther regained consciousness, cleared his throat, and said.

"OK."

Fors sat down, confused and uneasy, placing her hands on her lap and sitting very properly. She hadn't been this upright since graduating from medical school, and Hugh would be astonished if she saw her.

"I asked you to come here today because I wanted to take your insides out. No, no, I'm sorry."

As Luther spoke, he started rambling incoherently again, and under Fors's horrified gaze, he forced a wry smile and explained, "As you can see, my mental state isn't very good right now; I'm a little schizophrenic."

This is by no means a slight improvement.

Fors thought with trepidation.

Under her gaze, the powerful extraordinary being's expression shifted constantly. It was as if several souls had been crammed into one body, vying to break free and seize control. This made his words and actions incoherent, terrifying, and insane.

"I called you here because I'd like you to pay a visit to Miss Audrey."

Despite his mental turmoil, Luther said to Fors, "She had previously considered joining an organization called the 'Psychology Alchemists.' I hope you can ask her if she's joined yet."

When he was working as Audrey Hall's bodyguard, the Psychology Alchemists had already been trying to contact her. Now that some time has passed, the two sides should have made contact.

Luther's idea was simple: to contact the Psychology Alchemists through Audrey and have them treat his mental state. They were professionals in the field of psychological research and their expertise lay in that area.

Moreover, there was no conflict between them, and the other party should agree as long as he paid some compensation.

"Miss Audrey, I understand!"

Fors dared not refuse and immediately agreed repeatedly.